Running? What running? I remember when I used to be a runner.
So many unanticipated things have happened this summer that have made running impossible or have taken my focus elsewhere.
Twice since June, I’ve had illnesses that have kept me in bed for several days. Just as I was getting better from this last one, two friends of mine had children critically injured in a car crash (they are doing much better). As soon as those children came home from the hospital, my own youngest child had some freak injury that could have gone very badly but mercifully didn’t.
This summer is one long game of Whack a Mole.
It’s not all bad. I probably could be back at running today but this weekend our house will be open to tours as part of our town’s anniversary celebrations. We live on the village green in a house that was built in 1835. It has hand hewn beams and it’s historic and people want to see it, which means that all I’ve done for a week is clean.
Have you ever had to clean a house that an entire town is going to come inspect while living in it with multiple young children?! I wish I had time for a super long dirt road run!
This summer was supposed to be a sweet time of my husband and me embracing his first Couch to 5K experience together. The race is in 2.5 weeks and his running has been as sporadic as mine. It might be a better idea to transfer his registration to my daughter and begin all over again with a new target race in the fall.
I tend to get a little panicky.
I planned to be at this point by now. I planned to be able to do x in the fall. What if I can’t do y next year?
But I have to take a breath and remind myself: Life happens. It’s a constant message from your GPS saying, “Recalculating”.
We mustn’t miss the good that is happening because we’re so focused on what we thought should be happening.
Despite all of the illnesses and injuries, there has been plenty of good. My daughter decided on a college and is excitedly preparing to head off in a few weeks. My son got his first apartment. My parents are moving closer to us. It’s still summer, which I love!
So, ever onward! Running serves me, not the other way around. I’ll happily get back to it after this open house weekend is over. Back to cleaning! Pray for me.